Wei Wujing heard that Gongzi Qingqian was going to the Qiang tribe, so he asked him why.

"Go do someone a favor!" Gongzi Qingqian stood in Wei Wujing's room and looked out the window.

"When we meet, why bother ourselves?" Wei Wujing casually played the piano song.

"I have nothing to do for a while. But you'll have to take me to the dungeon first. Childe turned to look at Wei Wujing.

"I thought you had let it go!" Wei Wujing's hand pressed the strings. The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Childe Qingqian stopped talking, just quietly looked at Wei Wujing, who bowed his head and was silent.

"Aren't you afraid?" Wei Wujing raised his head and stared at Gongzi's shallow and handsome face, and thought to himself: He is no longer above the court, but he is still worried about Youjing, it is really rare! Looks like I misjudged him before!

"Am I afraid?" Childe Qingqian smiled slightly.

"Yes! Departure tomorrow! You are only allowed to bring one person with you! Wei Wujing's face turned serious.

"Yes!" After Gongzi Qingqian finished speaking, he walked out of Wei Wujing's door.

"Where have you been? But it suffocates me! Xuanfei saw that Gongzi Qingqian had returned, so he complained.

"Come with me to the Underground City tomorrow!" Childe patted Xuanfei's shoulder and entered the house.

"Well said! But I've got to drink tonight! Xuanfei also followed into the house.

"Done! But you can't drink it again in the future! Childe looked at Xuanfei seriously.

"Are we going to be there for a long time?" Xuanfei leaned against the door frame and looked at Gongzi Qingqian.

"I'm going to go to the Qiang tribe again." Childe is a little tired. He got up and unfastened his shirt. Xuanfei helped him take off his shirt.

Childe Qingqian rested in bed until dark. Xuanfei sat on the threshold and watched the homework that Yao Weng gave him.

"Let's go!" Childe Qingqian had already dressed and walked to the door.

"Okay!" Xuanfei happily got up and walked out of the temple gate with Gongzi and took a carriage to the restaurant.

Xuanfei didn't drink much this time. He knows what to do tomorrow! So he still does things in a measured way.

Wei Wujing packed up early in the morning and walked out of the house. Childe Qingqian and Xuanfei also stepped out of the yard at the same time.

The four of them walked towards the temple gate in unison. They each got into the carriage and headed out of Jianning City.

Wei Wujing's carriage left Jianning County and went straight to Guilin County. They stayed overnight in Guilin County and then went to Shi'an County.

After Gongzi Qingqian and his party entered Shi'an County, Wei Wujing's carriage stopped outside a remote courtyard. Childe's carriage stopped right after him.

Could it be that the underground city is in Si'an County? Gongzi got out of the carriage and looked at Wei Wujing, who was standing outside the courtyard gate.

Wei Wujing didn't speak, just nodded slightly. Childe knew that his destination had arrived.

That night, Wei Wujing took Gongzi Qingqian and his party to Dongji Mountain.

Scar made a torch out of thick twigs and held it in his hand. Everyone came to the foot of the mountain and saw a stone monument.

The handwriting on the stele has been blurred. Childe Qingqian vaguely recognized two words - Qingjie.

"Scarred! Push away the stele! Wei Wujing commanded softly.

Scar handed the torch to Xuanfei, and he walked over to the stone monument and pushed it. The stele didn't move!

The scar was pushed again with enough internal force, but it still couldn't be pushed. Xuanfei also went to help when he saw it. The two of them pushed for a long time, but they didn't push the stele.

"You're not mistaken!" Xuanfei stopped and asked. The light of the torch reflected Xuanfei's face red.

"My father only said that you can enter the underground city by pushing open the stone tablet." Wei Wujing said and looked at Gongzi Qingqian. His meaning was clear: if you wanted to go in, you had to push the stone tablet away.

Gongzi Qingqian naturally understood what Wei Wujing meant when he looked at him. He slowly walked to the stele, and then walked around it twice. In the end, Childe Qingqian stopped behind the stele and looked at the lines on it.

Scar and Fluffy also came over. Xuanfei held a torch to illuminate the notches on the monuments.

"Can Wei Gongzi know the art of ghost arithmetic?" Gongzi looked at it for a long time and said to Wei Wujing.

"I know a little bit about it!" Wei Wujing stepped forward to look at the picture behind the inscription. He immediately understood why his father had sent someone to teach him the art of ghost arithmetic!

Wei Wujing twisted his fingers and counted according to the ghost talisman. He suddenly stopped and said, "Get out of the way!" ”

The three of them each stepped back a few feet and looked at Wei Wujing in unison.

Wei Wujing raised his right palm and slapped the stele three times, and then struck at the stele with both palms.

There was a rumbling sound, and the stele moved more than a foot. The dust on the ground rose sharply, and Wei Wujing covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves.

"Torch!" Shocking took the torch from Xuanfei's hand and walked towards Wei Wujing.

Childe Qingqian and Xuanfei also followed. They saw an underground staircase, but they couldn't see the end. It's dark inside, and it's a bit creepy.

Shocking was about to go down with a torch, but Wei Wujing grabbed his arm.

"Wait!" Wei Wujing took three steps back and looked at the entrance of the underground passage.

Childe Qingqian and the others waited quietly. After some time, everyone heard the sound of light footsteps coming from underground.

"It's my first time here, too! Be careful, yourselves! Wei Wujing's words made Gongzi Qingqian take aback. He only now realized that he had been used by Wei Wujing. No wonder he confessed to it! Childe said secretly in his heart.

"Eat this poison-avoiding pill!" Xuanfei took out a green vial from his bosom and poured out three white pills.

Childe Qingqian took one and put it in his mouth and swallowed it. Wei Wujing also ate it. Scarlet sniffed the pill.

"It doesn't hurt to eat it! If they dare to disagree with us, my poison will not be polite! Xuanfei's words made Scar no longer have to worry about it. He didn't want to be poisoned!

"Who!" A man walked out of the passage of the underground city. He was covered in black robes and wore a black mask, and it was impossible to see his appearance at all.

"I want to see your director!" Wei Wujing showed a sign that was all jet black.

"My subordinates have seen my master!" The man fell to his knees.

"You're the director?" Wei Wujing put away the token and asked suspiciously.

"Yes!"

"Is your son here?" Wei Wujing asked.

"Damn it! My son was kidnapped out of the dark city and disappeared! The superintendent touched the ground with his head.

"Get up! Now the dynasty has changed! I'm just your nominal master! Wei Wujing sighed slightly.

The superintendent seemed stunned. He didn't say a word for a long time, and no one moved.

"He's right!" Childe said lightly.

"You will always be our master!" The superintendent finally looked up.

"In that case, shall we go in and have a look?" Wei Wujing was curious! How have they lived in the underground city for so many years? What to eat? His father told him that the people inside would not be able to open the monument!

Underground stairs lead to the depths underground. There are oil lamps every ten meters.

"Your son is with me! But how did they get out of the underworld? Wei Wujing said the doubts he had hidden in his heart on the way.

"The master will follow me into the underground city and see it!" The superintendent walked as he walked.

"But my father said there was only one exit! Could it be that you have found another way out over the years? Wei Wujing asked.

"I wasn't looking for it! It was secretly chiseled out by those who went out and spent nearly twenty years risking death! But that path has been ruined by me! The director's words silenced Gongzi Qingqian and the others.

Those thieves who have been killed by them, one of the things they have done for twenty years is to flee! The result is nothing more than digging one's own grave.